Demon summoning for dummies. (Closed for Scarlettnuit and ravenloft)

[Ravenloft]

Trent struggled to open the door to his dorm room while trying to manage several bags of occult shop merchandise. He had a stack of books in one,* the bottom* of which was threatening to give out and spill the lot of them at his feet. Another had candles, incence and a variety of herbal remedies in little plastic baggies, with little cards discribing their uses in the occult. Yet another held a collection of essential* oils, held in little glass drams, marked with their individual* scents on the labels.

"Come on..." Trent muttered, feeling the sack of books slipping as he turned the doorknob. Just as he opened the door, he heard the bag rip and put tumbled all his newly bought books. "New" wasn't exactly the best discription for them though. They were actually quite old looking, dusty, dog eared and crackling* from age as they fell in a heap before him. "Aw crap!" He yelped as he took a step forward, catching his shoe on the pile of books and stumbling into his room, catching himself before* falling face first to the floor.

"Whew... that was close." He ghed, setting the other bags down carefully befor picking up the books. "Aw... bummer..." he found that one tome had shed it's cover in the fall, the glue long since having lost its grip on the spines binding and a few pages had broken free and scattered down the hall. He collected everything he could find, hoping he hadn't missed any as other students passed him by in the hall, giving him odd looks over the collection* of occult books.

An hour later, he was all set up with a summoning circle drawn in charcoal* on his dorm room floor, ringed in flickering black candles and a goblet of "blood" in the center, really just some boons farm sangria. He was about to call up a demon from the pits of hell to do his bidding! Normal Saturday night, you know. He read the broken Latin in one of his books and attempted close approximations of the hand gesture etchings beside them.

Of course he didn't really expect it to work, but he was sick of all the crap the jocks and other popular students put him through, so feeling some sort of power, even if it was all just in his head would be a welcome* change. Besides, if it didn't work, at least he had a bottle of boons to drink...

Chanting alone in his room, in the quiet and dark, everything seemed amplified, the candles* flickered and guttered* slightly as he passed one hand over them. Then, one flame grew... catching Trent focus, making him falter over the Latin incantation. Something was happening! Instead of shrinking away from it, though, like most probably would, Trent pushed on with renewed intrigue. He had no idea what would come of i, but he was about to find out! Just as he finished the incantation, the candles all flared and suddenly* snuffed out making him yelp in surprise.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Shadow looked herself over in the mirror, running her fingers through her long raven locks. She wore a black band of leather around her full breasts, the band only serving to make them more enticing. Her skirt, if you could call it that, was of the same black leather as the band. She bent over and zipped up the long sippers of her heeled back boots, the zipper stopping at her knees. She gave herself one last look in the mirror, checking her winged eyeliner that framed her violet eyes before smiling a bit and turning around. The black looked good against her red skin.

She stretched black velvety wings behind her and then began to walk towards the door of her room. She chuckled slightly as she thought about the mortal vision of hell. All fire, brimstone and torture. Of course, there were chambers for those things, the fire, the terrible smell of brimstone, and many more for more personal tortures of those who were wicked enough to end up in hell. However, the devils keep was a sharp contrast to these rudimentary torture chambers. Hewn of shining obsidian, it was elegant and solid. After all Satan, or Moama as he was known, was a fallen angel. He had an appreciation for things of beauty and light. As she walked the hallway towards the throne room she walked past many works of art and ornate reliefs carved directly into the obsidian.

She had nearly reached her destination when she felt herself swallowed up whole into a darkness. She felt wind rushing around her and she began to flap her wings instinctively. The suddenly, it all stopped and she was in a darkened room. Her flapping wings made the air swirl around the room until she hit her head on the ceiling and fell on something, no, someone.

She scrambled up and saw light coming from a nearby window and walked towards it. It only took her a few moments to realize what the scent she was smelling was that of a mortal. She cursed under her breath and turned towards the scent of old books and human, letting her small wings stretch out, allowing the light shine through them, the veins and sinew glowing softly.

“What doth though want mortal?” She asked, trying not to laugh. Mortals seemed to get off on biblical wording. Had she known she was to be summoned, she might have changed into some ridiculous idea of what she should look like. “Why hast thou called me from my home?” she asked, her ominous as is she were about to cause him harm.

 

[Ravenloft]

There was a sudden whirlwind in his room as a winged humanoid figure appeared within the circle. Trent looked up at it, his jaw dropping in stunned amazement as it flexed it's wings and rose toward the ceiling. "Look out, hours gonna bump your..." he tried to warn it, but it was too late, colliding with the ceiling and falling."head!" An instant later, it fell on him and sent him flat on his back. "Umph!" He grunted, only briefly having its weight atop him, but that was long enough to notice how voluptuous it was. It was clearly a female.

After she scrambled off of him, Trent sat up and rubbed the back of his head, still in shock. He'd done it, he'd summoned an actual being from hell! Holy fuck! He stared at her as she strode over to the window, her steps were fluid and slinky, like a cat. She whispered something to herself, turned toward him and unfurled her wings. She was a terribly magnificent sight to behold, the way the light shown through her wings! Trent breath hitched as she asked him a question, sounding like a Shakespearian actress of sorts.

"I... um... I want you to make me powerful?" His voice cracked and rose in pitch as he stood up. It was then he realized that she wasn't trapped in the circle like she was supposed to be! She was free and she could attack him if she wanted to. And from the look of her, she appeared more than capable if killing him with ease! "I freed you from hell, now you... owe me a favor... right?" Home? That was an odd way to discribe hell... she couldn't be serious, he was sure she would prefer being out of that place, right?

The way she stared at him made him nervous and he really didn't know what to do, the books didn't really tell you how to negotiate with a demon once you had one... the only thing he could think of was offering her a soda. "Here! This is for you!" He rushed to his mini fridge and got out a can of orange soda, crush was his favorite! He turned and held it out to her with both hands as if offering her some sort of ancient artifact.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She raised her eyebrow as the mortal scrambled about and suddenly held a metal cylinder towards her. She hadn’t been on earth in over 100 years and she had no idea what he was offering. She pick it up, felt it’s coldness and then dropped it before look back at him.

“A favor….” She said with incredulity. It was true, she could not go back to her home if she did not leave the human in contentment. She wished she could have burned those damned books, but a spell had been cast upon them so that no creature as herself could touch it. She closed her eyes for a moment as she tuned into the earth. As if she were looking at a fast computer, her mind up updated with the history of where she stood. When she opened her eyes, she knew what the can was that he had given her, though had never tasted it’s contents.

“You wish power and so you shall have it.” She said, using her normal velvety voice. She snapped her fingers and the power came on in the room, restoring the lights and giving him his first view of what exactly he had summoned. She knew what he meant but for having the balls to call her up from her home, she planned to play with him for awhile.

“Is this the power you seek master?”

 

[Ravenloft]

Trent bowed his head as the demon woman took his offering in her hands. "Careful, you'll shake it up if you do that.." he said as he knelt down yo pick up the can. "Guess you don't like soda then, huh? Um... I think I have some tea if you prefer." He was trying yo be a good host. "A favor..." she said, sounding kind of offended by it. "Yeah, er, well... if you want to, I mean, I won't make you do it or anything..." he offered but she looked like she was a million miles away, s dojng some sort of weird trance thing or something, god, maybe it was some kind of siesure or something!

She came out of it before he could do anything though. "You... you okay?" He asked, concerned. She cut him off, proclaiming that if it was power he wanted that he would have it. She snapped her fingers and the lights came on, making him flinch. After a moment he recovered and smirked, she was being snarky, he could tell. "Yeah, um.... no, not exactly... I want to be respected, not pushed around and picked on for being a brain. That's what I meant..." he offered her the can again, forgetting that it was all shook up.

He stepped back and looked her over, realizing how gorgeous she was. "Man..." he sighed under his breath, trying not to be obvious about checking her out.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She grinned at him wickedly as he reacted to her. She felt she was pretty hot, pun intended, but it was always nice to hear. She let her wings fold behind her shoulder blades and looked at her surroundings. Student, middle class family, nothing extraordinary about him at all…except that he had managed to summon her…which had only been accomplished by two other people during the millennia of her existence.

“So power. You want money, fame? Do you want to be muscular, more handsome, you must be specific mortal.” She told him as she looked around at things on his desk curiously, hissing and stepping back when she got too close to the book.

“I cannot return to my home until you are completely satisfied.” She said and turned back to him. “After all, your idea of power and mine could be completely different, then there’s what you want power over, how you get it, yadda yadda yadda. These things are never simple.” She said as she pulled out his chair and sat on it backwards, the back of the chair being the only thing keeping the apex of her thighs from his view.

She crossed her arms on the back of the chair and then held her head in one hand. “So what will it be Master?”

 

[Ravenloft]

Something about her grin sent a wave of excitement through Trent's body as she tucked her wings behind her back. "Money? Fame? Muscle? Oh, god, no, I just... want to be... accepted...respected for what I am..." he had his magic cards and a few rpg books on his desk long with a box of role playing miniatures he was in the middle of painting. "What? What's wrong?" He asked whether she hissed and stepped back from one of the open books.

"Oh... well... um... satisfied... geeze... I don't know... I don't know what I want..." he scratched the back of his head, completely overwhelmed by the question. "Or how to get it... yeah, you aren't kidding, I don't know what to think... honestly I didn't think this would really work... oh, please don't call me master, it's Trent, do you have a name?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

The mortal really was polite. She looked at him, surprised that he did not wish to be called master, which was something no mortal had ever said to her.

“Well, Master Trent, I am Shadow. Should you wish power and respect, I shall grant it to you, but it is not simple. It takes a toll on my energy to accomplish something as complete as this. So first, let us start with something a little more…livable.” With a snap of her fingers they were in the living room of a very lush mansion. She could feel some of his wants and desires while others were cloaked from her.

The house had everything he could wish for, looking around it seemed that he had pretty good taste. She used her tail to stroke a piece of her hair form her face and then walked to one plush chairs and sat down crossing her legs.

“I have just made you the next gaming genius. In two days time there will be a press conference about the rpg game you have created and it will go live in a weeks time. “I hope this pleases you Master Trent.” She said as she squeezed her legs together. She had no idea why weaving turned her on but for some reason it did.

“What other satisfaction would you like this eve?”

 

[Ravenloft]

"Just Trent, please, Shadow, you're to awesome to have to call me master, unless we are role playing and I'm the DM..." he joked as she snapped her fingers. The change was imperceptible, one moment he was in his dorm room, the next he was in a mansion that reminded him of the one from Clue! Not only that, but as she explained how she had reordered reality for him, he remembered doing everything she had said he had done.

"Woah! That was... amazing! Do my parents know? How am I going to explain that I'm not in college anymore? Am I the only one who knows what just happened?" He had so many questions. "Did i... did I actually earn this? Is this real?"

Her question snapped him out of his rambling thoughts and drew his attention back to her. He looked at her, siting there with her legs crossed, lounging In the lap of luxury, looking so sexy that he started to think about her, how she might feel, what she might taste like, it was quickly turning him on, so he quickly took a seat and covered himself so she wouldn't know. "I... don't know... what do you like?" He stammered, wondering what she was interested in.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She opened her eyes more widely as he shot questions at her. She grinned as she paused and she smelled the arousal on him. “History has been reordered, your path changed from making a left to a right. You would have done this eventually, I simply sped up the timing.” She told him as she stood and stretched, giving him a good view of her body.

“You really shouldn’t hide that.” She motioned to his lap. “Where I come from, it’s quite the compliment.” She told him but looked a bit confused for a moment. “I don’t scare you at all?” She asked. Sure, men had noticed she had curves before, but most of them had been disgusted or scared of her appearance. Not that it particularly mattered to her, she took what she wanted most of the time…but under Trent’s control, she could only do as he asked her to do until he was done with her.

“I am here to do as you command until you are done with me.” She told him. “Would you like me to order beautiful women to sleep with you?”

 

[Ravenloft]

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"That is so cool! You're amazing, you know that? I... woah..." he was about to Gush praise all over her for her magic when she stood up and gave him a really good look at her figure. It shut him up pretty good, he didn't quite know what to say, but he really liked what he saw. "Hide what?" He looked down, reminded of his raging hard on. "Oh! Um... really?" That was news to him, he thought popping a bone was usually very embarrassing.

"Scare me? Nah, you're like a Vallejo painting come to life! You're like a succubus right out of dungeons and dragons! Sure, I bet you could kill me, that tail looks dangerous, but... you cant, right? I mean... right?" He thought about her offer. "You can do that? Order women to sleep with me? I don't know..." he started to grin at her. "I kinda want to be with you..."

 

[scarlettnuit]

She smiled at him and sauntered over, putting one leg on each side of his hip. She ran her fingers through his hair and then touched her fingertips to his head, and build the small bit of confidence she found there so that he would no longer be as awkward as he was. She then stood up in front of him ,looking down.

“If you want me, you must tell me what you would like me to do.” She told him as she slithered down his body, kneeling at his feet. Her hands moved up his legs, rubbing his hardness through his pants, the edges of two fangs barely visible beneath her lips. “The real question is, are you brave enough?”

 

[Ravenloft]

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She was much like a cat in the way she moved and it seemed like her touch emboldened him to recognize what he wanted her to do to him. "Oh... ho, ho, god." He stammered, not from awkwardness, but from the rush of arousal shooting through him, having her sink to her knees in front of him and touch him through his pants. He squinted and squirmed under her touch, feeling a deep aching need to have her take him into her mouth. "Okay..." he hissed through clenched teeth, undoing his pants and freeing himself for her. "Take me in your mouth..." his voice was strained with urgent need. "Please?" He squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the warmth of hef mouth to surround him, holding his breath in anticipation.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Shadow grinned and unzipped his pants, his cock springing forward, erect and ready.

“Well my my, if only the ladies knew what you were hiding in here.” She smiled at him. It had been ages since she had tasted human, much less a human male, and her mouth went down on him eagerly. She rolled her tongue around his head, moaning at the salty sweet pleasure of his skin and when she felt his balls start to tighten, she pulled away, leaving him wanting more.

“Ok, done.” She grinned. She was an imp and she did love her games and jokes. “I made myself a bedroom in the basement, I’m not much for sunlight, you’ll rarely see me out during the day. Is there anything else you wanted master?” She asked as she put on foot on the couch by his knee and then moved her hands between her legs. She had been joking but she was surprised to find wetness there. She bit her bottom lip a little as she slid her finger between her labia to find the honey pot dripping. She moved her finger around her clit for a few moments, moaning softly before she withdrew her hand and looked at him.

“Well, if that’s all you wanted I’m going the sheets.” She said as she started to skip towards the basement door.

 

[Ravenloft]

Trent cracked one eye open as she admired his manhood, thinking she was kidding, but then she took him in her mouth eagerly and worked him right to the edge of release befor suddenly stopping."wha? Why did you st-op?!" He groaned, sitting up as she informed him of her room and light sensitivity. He was about to say "yeah, more of what you were just doing, damn it!" But then she put her foot up beside him and began blatantly rubbing herself in front of him. He was stunned, transfixed, it was such a brazen thing to do, he didn't know how to react at first, but when she turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his lap looking up at her with furioys, aching need in his eyes as his thick manhood throbbed hard against the lips of hef sex. "I want to make you cum..." he growled, feeling an animalistic need to be inside her.

 

[scarlettnuit]

If Shadow's skin wasn't already crimson, a distinct flushing of her neck and face would have been seen rising up her neck to her face. She loved a man who knew what he wanted. She wasn't sure that he would actually make her cum, few did, but she figured it would be fun to try.

"Oh yeah?" she asked as she reached under her skirt and undied the two strings that were holding her panties on and then pulled them away. She then straddled him and let her labia on his hard cock as she rubbed her wet folds up and down his length. She hadn't been with a human in ages, she had forgetten how velvety their cocks could be!

Her breasts rose and fell in time with her slow, purposefully agonizing movements up and down his cock, soft moans coming from her lips when her clit rubbed against his head. She paused a moment and released her breasts from her black leather top, letting them hang full and lucscious before his face.

"Are you sure you don't want me to turn into your fantasy?" She asked and quickly changed her appearance to that of a voluptuous blonde human woman.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Yes!" Trent hissed and he ran his hands firmly up her back over her shoulders, feeling the place where her wings protruded from her back, fascinated by her other worldliness "Oh gods, yes!" He groaned as the moisture of her slippery folds drew down upon his throbbing length, coating him in her welcomed heat.

At first, the slow rolls of her hips were intoxicating, bringing him fully erect within her tight grasp, but he knew she was holding back, teasing him. Her luscious breasts, now freed for him to admire, bounced lightly with each downward roll of her hips. He looked up into her eyes, aching for more of her. Grasping her by the shoulder, he bore her down upon his length and thrust sharply up inside her, making her breasts bound even more against her chest with the sudden impact.

He was stunned to see her change appearance before his very eyes after he'd plunged in fully, but he grinned and shook his head. "You were perfect the way you were before! If you hadn't guessed, I'm a bit of a fantasy buff, making it with a creature right out of dungeons and dragons is more than I'd ever dreamed possible!" He turned his athe tin back to her breasts for a moment, fondling them playfully, as if testing their weight. Then he leaned back so he could see the way his penis parted the lips of her sex, asking. "How do you like it?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

Rather surprised at his preference, she changed back into her demon form in a blink of an eye. She watched his face, grinning at need and lust in his eyes. Before she realized what he was doing her held her for a moment and popped the length of him into her tight wet pussy. Her eyes opened wide in surprise and then closed as she moaned deep in her throat before looking down at him.

“Naughty naughty.” She grinned at him. When he leaned back to watch himself disappear between her clean shaven red lips, she leaned back, bracing her hands on his knees to give him a full view of what he so desired to watch. She looked down for a moment and also enjoyed the view of his delicious cock disappearing inside of him.

She then started to roll her hips as she rode him, his cock moving with her rolls, giving him a good view of the various angles in which he entered her. When he asked her how she liked it she half moaned half smiled and then floated to the ceiling as if gravity no longer existed. She remained straddled on him as she began to ride him harder, her black nails digging into his skin lightly, her fangs growing with her arousal.

“How do you like it?” she moaned and then pulled his head to her nipples. “Suck on them mortal.” She commanded as she continued to moan and ride him.

 

[Ravenloft]

"So... much... better..." Trent panted as Shadow returned to her natural form. His manhood surged with pleasure as she purred deep in her throat for him. She teased him for being so naughty, but leaned back to give him a better view. With each thrust his length grew more and more slick with her warm juices and began to glisten in the low light hat danced across them.

It felt so good, it almost felt like they were floating! He was so focused on the sex he hadn't noticed that they really were floating near the ceiling. He felt her drive herself down on him harder and the light bite of her nails in his back, spurring him on. Let looked up from her glistening red sex into her face, noticing her fangs peaking out from under her upper lips as she asked him how he was enjoying her and bidding him to suck upon her breast.

He was drunk with lust and need, unable to form any intellegable words at the moment, letting out breathy huff each time her hips came down harder and harder upon his throbbing manhood. When she drew his head to her breast, he took to it with wild hunger, ready to nurse her to climax with his eager tongue.

What was he doing? It was like some beast had taken over his mind, making him do these wild things to her. He just wanted her so badly, he couldn't stop, he couldn't think straight, he just needed to take her, all of her, for himself!

 

[scarlettnuit]

She had to admit, he was eager, and the warm of his skin delighted her senses. She was used to something quite different below, but she was enjoying the nuances of being with this mortal. She moaned loudly as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, her body slamming down on his rod. She let them fall back down onto the couch and now he was on top of her.

"Take me mortal, do what you want to me, take control as you have already. I am yours to command." She purred at him through her own heady lust.

 

[Ravenloft]

Trent took hold of Shadow's right leg as they decended down to his couch and hooked it over his shoulder so that he could go that much deeper within her. He nibbled upon her taut little nipples as he thrust harder and harder against her supple hips, and still it wasn't enough, he wanted to be deeper insider her, so he drew her left leg up over his shoulder as well, pinning her down in the comfortable couch.

He thrust so deep he felt his heavy balls slap against her moist skin and it made him go wild with the lust to make her body contort so. Trent had never thought he would like this kind of wild sex, but her purred urging that he take her, control and command her had awoken some base desire to rut within her IIke an animal. He rose up from Shadow's breasts and looked her deep in the eyes, sliding his hand up to rest firmly against her throat. He somehow found the capacity for words again as he continued to thrust against her yielding sex.

"Cum for me, I want to feel you shuddering in orgasmic bliss while I fill you with my cum!" He ordered, feeling her soft throat drawing breath as he held her still, penetration her deep.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Shadow did as he commanded her slick walls milking his cock as he move in and out of her. She moaned loudly and pulled to her and without thinking, sunk her teeth into his neck. She only stole a little blood, not too much…but it was enough to make her peek again, moans escaping her blood stained lips.

She then used her tail to press on her new masters perineum with the tip of her tail as he rammed inside of her.

“Your turn.” She grinned.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Don't stop! Oooh gawd! I feel you kneeding my cock with your pussy! It feels so..." it was at that point that Shadow moaned loudly and sunk her sharp fangs into Trent's vulnerable neck, drawing a pained gasp from his lips and making him surge hot and hard within the flexing grasp of her sex. Trent had never felt anything like it in his life, the pain was short lived, swallowed up by the feeling of his whole being flooding out from his core and into her. The sensation was so powerful that he squeezed his eyes shut against the sudden intensity of it all, only to snap them open an instant later, shining with unspent tears from the sharp pain of the bite, but also, something more...

Something wild, something lustful. He stared up at her blood stained lips, his blood, as she fell upon his throbbing shaft harder and harder, until she spasmed tightly around him. As she did, he cradled the nape of her neck in his hands and pulled her into a savage kiss, wildly taking some of his own blood back from her soft, warm lips. He growled, deep in his throat, surging with all that he had in him, desperate to fill her with his cum. The pleasant surprise of the tip of her tail pressing against his perineum made his growls rise in Octave into a curious, wimpering gasp, his entire body tensing with sudden climax. An instant later, he filled her with burst after burst of his hot, thick seed. The only sound he could utter as he cam was a stuttered litany of "ahs!" and "uhns!"